Getting Closer with my girl

My name is Robert Peterson. I 'm 45 twelvemonth old. I live in a small township. I live in the cliché of minuscule Ithiel Town. Not a lot to do. Not much to see. It 's a place you pass through and do n't commend.
I 'm married with one girl. My wife 's figure is Bonnie and my daughter is Stacy. We where never a close syndicate. I work 60 hours a week so I 'm never rest home. Bonnie is very fighting with our daughter. Taking her to school, PTA merging, bake sales etc.
Stacy was always just the average low town girl. She was a cheerleader for many years. Always got good grades. Our sept was always as normal as could be. We where the eccentric of kinfolk you would see on TV.
Stacy and I where never close. We never really connected as father and girl. She was into pop medicine cheerleading and male child. I was into Elvis, fixing railcar and summercater. Not to much in common there.

I knew she cared about me and she knew I cared about her but it was never said. I was raised the same way and so was my father. The man went out and worked strong for the mob to provide. And that was the way of showing his love.
Bonnie knew that me and Stacy were n't close. And I think it upset her deep down. She wanted us to be cheeseparing. apportion some interests and have it away about each early 's lives.
So one night when I came home from work, Bonnie sat me down at the table. Her centre looking like she wanted to cry. She started saying that me and Stacy hardly knew each other. And how she wanted us to hamper and be close. I understood her concern, but told her our relationship was just fine. Bonnie was n't having it. She told me to draw an effort to get to know my daughter better. She suggested we have a father daughter day, just to catch up. A part of me knew she was in good order. I could n't name two likes of Stacy 's.

So I reassured Bonnie that I would sing to Stacy and make a father daughter day. She hugged me with crying of joy in her eyes.
I did n't know what me and Stacy would do, or even how I would even fetch it up to her. So I decided I would sleep on it.
After a ripe nighttime sleep I woke up feeling refreshed, like a new man. I jumped into the shower then got dressed. I headed downstairs grabbed a cup of coffee bean and just sat on our porch. It may have been a small townsfolk, but it was very quiet and passive commencement affair in the morning.

Just as I was starting to feel tot blissfulness Bonnie came on the porch. Her kickoff words before commodity cockcrow where `` did you talk to Stacy yet ? '' My come bliss just turned to anxiousness. I told her I did n't babble to Stacy yet. The look on Bonnie typeface was of sheer disappointment. I hated to see her turn over. So I told her I would go public lecture to her right now. I got up went into the sign of the zodiac and headed upstairs.
I went to Stacy 's room and knocked on the room access. There was no resolution. I called out hear gens, still no answer. At this spot I was a bit relate. So I opened the room access and walked in.
The side by side affair I saw could only be described as total shock. Stacy was laying in bed totally naked. She had headphone on and her iPad next to her. On the iPad was porn and she was playing with herself. I did n't have it away what to do or what to say. A secondment later I did n't have to say anything. Stacy opened her eyes and saw me standing there. She let out a scream, followed by throwing the covers over herself.

'' Oh my god dad what are you doing in here ? '' She said. I was speechless. I had no Son. My rima oris was moving but aught was coming out. She insisted I leave rightfield away and I did as she asked. I walked down the stairs in revulsion and jolt.
I just caught my girl playing with herself. I felt guilt trip and shame. But I knew I could n't forget affair like this. I turned around and walked back up the stairs to her elbow room. I knocked on the door and this time wait for her to evidence me to come in.
I sat on the bed. Neither of us knew what to say. It was the elephant in the way that nobody wanted to spill the beans about. I figured being the parent I should bug out the negotiation. Stacy what you where doing its, not a big deal it 's. She cut me off right there. `` Dad this is so stymie I do n't desire to verbalise about it. '' I did n't hiding from this was the ripe thing to do. So I kept talking.

Stacy it 's ok. I know what you where doing and it 's ok. We all do it. I do n't intend of you any different. I 'm not upset. And you have aught to be embarrassed about. Stacy looked at me with daze. `` Really ? Your cool with this ? '' Yes I am I replied. It 's no big deal.
We looked at it each former and just started to laugh. It was the initiative time me and my girl had a good laugh together. I felt like we had a bonding mo. I stood up and headed for the room access. Just as I was about to exit Stacy say something. `` postponement, dad one interrogative '' I said what 's up kiddo ? She said, `` Did you at least like what you saw ? '' I stood totally still. I was n't able to move. Just as I was about to answer Stacy bursted out laughing. I gave an uncomfortable gag back to her then left her elbow room.
I do n't recognize if this counted as soldering in Bonnie 's oculus, but I was going to take it. Me and my daughter where able to talk and joke about sex. I 'd say that 's not something near parents and kids can do.

After a few minutes the shock of the unscathed affair seemed to put on off. I grabbed another cup of coffee and headed to the service department. I had a few undertaking to exact care of, and this was pretty much the alone day I had free to do them. I grabbed some puppet out on some Elvis and got to work. A few time of day later Bonnie walked into the garage. She gave me a kiss and said she was headed out to do some shopping, and would n't be back for a few 60 minutes. Like I mentioned before we live in a small townspeople. When you go shopping it takes hours just to get the the grocery computer storage. She left the garage and I got back to piece of work.
About XX minutes later, Stacy came walking into the garage. This was a bit out of place because Stacy came no where near dirt filth or putz. She walked over to me and the car I was working on.
She asked what I was doing. This was even to a greater extent odd. Stacy never cared about this clobber before. I told her I was checking the valve clearance. She looked at me like I had several heads. I knew she did n't understand anything about cars.

I told her she could hang out and watch but I was n't going to explain the intimate work of a car to her. She laughed and said ok. I continued to work on the car and she just watched.
We were n't talking very much but the sounds of Elvis playing in the background where tuning out the silence between us. Finally Stacy started to ask interrogative sentence. `` Dad how old where you when you met mom ? '' Was her beginning inquiry. I told her we met when we where 17. Our last year of high shoal. She then asked `` When did you flow in lovemaking with mom ? '' I was n't totally sure the demand moment, but I 'd say after a class of dating we both knew.
She seemed very interested in me and Bonnie 's meeting and dating. But I was happy to serve. The company was sort of nice. She then started to giggle. She said `` ok I have another question but you have to answer, promise. '' I had no hint what the question could be, but I promised her I would serve.

'' When did you and mom first have sex ? '' This was n't a question I was expecting. But I was n't embarrassed by it so I answered. We had sex six calendar month after we met. It was at our prom. I got a hotel room.
Seeing that I was n't getting ashamed by the inquiry, Stacy started to open up a bit. `` I have n't had sex yet, I 'm still a virgin ''. Do you think I should hold off dad ? I was n't sure as shooting the right way to resolve this doubt. I thought for a minute, then gave the generic answer. Well beloved, you will acknowledge when it 's right. It will just feel right. I smiled in my head. That was the good dad answer.
Stacy now feeling confident that I was n't going to judge her jump to go more in detail. `` I have messed around with a few guys but nothing sober ''. I was taken back for a hour. I knew she was probably up to this stuff but now it was confirmed.

I then asked her, what is your definition of messing around ? Her face turned red for a endorsement. `` Dad I 'm not going to go into point ''. I responded with its not a big deal, we can talk about this material. I wo n't be mad. I could see the look of respite on her side. `` Well ok I guess if you wo n't be mad. I gave a guy a handjob. ''
Well that was it. It was now out there. I knew my daughters sexual history. But the good story affair was, I was n't mad. I was n't broken I was n't even embarrassed. I was a minuscule work on.
She was no long my daughter. She was a sexual being. I now knew she gave a guy a handjob, and she played with herself watching porn.
I started asking her some of my own interrogative sentence. Did you like giving that guy a handjob ? I asked. She responded without hesitancy. `` It was fun, he really enjoyed it. '' I was n't sure as shooting if she was going to reply my next interrogative sentence, but I asked anyway. Did the guy do anything for you ? She paused, then gave me the answer. `` Yeah he licked my snatch, it was amazing. She then laughed and said `` I ca n't conceive I just said that to my dad ''. I let her be intimate that it was o.k. and nothing was off limits.

She seemed excuse. My side by side motion seemed like an obvious one. Did he move over you an orgasm ? She shook her drumhead no. I was puzzled by this. So he licked your pussy and it was amazing but you did n't have an climax ? `` Yeah, it felt really safe and I liked it a lot but I could n't get totally comfy.
I could understand where she was coming from. It took Bonnie years to have an orgasm with me. The questions rushed through my capitulum. The more Stacy opened up the More I wanted to sleep with. And hey this was bonding. In a way. `` So you jerked a guy off and he eat you out. Did you do anything else ? Stacy bit her lip. `` Well I always wanted to blow a guy. But I 'm kinda scared. I have no cue what I 'm doing. I watch a bunch of porn to try and memorise. ''
Now dirty intellection where bouncing around in my judgement. I started to bury the fact that she was my daughter and was picturing her blowing me. The more I thought about it the less I saw a girl. I saw a aphrodisiac immature women. Right around this stage Stacy 's phone rang. She took it in the other room. I cranked up my medicine and tried to get back to body of work.

She came back into the garage a few transactions later and told me she was going out with some friends. I told her to possess a good time. As she left I could see her ass from the turning point of my eye. It looked majuscule in the the right way denim she was wearing. She must have dropped something because the future thing I knew she was bending down. I was no longer using my peripheral visual modality to look into out her ass. I turned my head fully to get a safe look and I was n't defeated because as she bend down he panties road up. She was wearing a blue G-string. It looked silky. She stood back up and I quickly turned my head word so she would n't see me.
I was totally hornlike. The glance of Stacy 's thong, with the fact that I knew her stark sexual history had me hot and bothered. I knew I had to do something.

I thought for a bit and it hit me. Bonnie was out shopping. Stacy was out with ally. I was going to jerk off. And I was going to think about my girl when I did it.
I packed up my peter, washed up and quickly went upstairs. On my way to the bedchamber I pasted Stacy 's elbow room. A dirty idea popped into my oral sex. What if I jerked off in Stacy 's elbow room ? This added another factor of erotic to it. I opened her threshold and walked in. The way smelt like the perfume she was wearing. I walked slowly to the bed. As I got closer I could see a pile of apparel on the trading floor. I bent down to take a closer spirit and discovered something that almost made my heart stop.
Stacy 's worn panties where on the top of the pile. It was a G-string just like the one she was wearing except this one was red. Filled with anticipation and overwhelmed by my sexual desire, I picked up the lash. I sat on her bed and just inspected them. They where soft, they smelt like perfume and they where tiny.

Stacy was a very petite girlfriend. She could n't have weighed more then 105 pounds. So tiny panty was normal for her I guess. I then undid my pants, pulled them to the soil and took them off. I was sitting on my daughter bed with my pants off. My philia was pumping a Admiralty mile a minute. I then took my peter out of my underwear and started to flick off.
I brought Stacy 's thong finisher to my face and rubbed it against my olfactory organ. It smelt like her. It smelt like pussy. The aroma was intoxicating. It was something new. It was something tabu. I jerked off more aggressively the more I smelt Stacy 's pussy on the panties.
I was about to cum. I laid back on Stacy 's bed and blew my incumbrance. It shot halfway up my chest. Not thinking, I used the first thing I saw to clean up. Stacy 's thong. By the fourth dimension I realized it, I had covered the thong with my cum. This was not going to be good for me. It was quite clear something that she did n't put there was on her underclothes. I quickly put my underwear and trouser back on. I stuffed the lash in my sack and got out of Stacy 's room.

flavour both guilty and satisfied, I decided to grab a beer and lay in bed. I grabbed a low temperature beer stripped down to my underwear and got into bed. I turned on the TV and found a football game on. I pounded down the beer and started to relax. I must has fallen a eternal rest because the next thing I knew Bonnie was waking me up.
She told me she made a big dinner for Stacy and I. So I should get up and join them. I walked down stairs to the dinning way and took a see at the table. The three of us started to utter about our daytime. Bonnie complaining about the prices of things at the computer storage and Stacy talking about how her and her Friend went to the mall.
As they talked I just sat back and zoned out. I started to envisage Stacy in the thong that I had jerked off to. How the back went up her stern. The front part that laid up against her pussy. And how her pussy juice was probably all over it. I was finding it hard to focus on anything else.

Luck for me Stacy got a text. She asked us if she could go cling out with some champion. Bonnie said it was ok as long as she did the laundry first thing in the morning. Stacy agreed, and was on her way. Bonnie and I continued to eat dinner. With Stacy gone I could finally get my mind off of her and the scanty.
We finished dinner and Bonnie cleared the dishes. I went into the bread and butter way turned on the biz and enjoyed another beer.
About a hour later Bonnie joined me in the life room. She sat next to me on the couch. She put her implements of war around me. She hated sports so she grabbed the remote and started flipping channels.

She found a movie that looked interesting and we started to watch over. The flick was pretty bore. like affair you 've seen thousands of times over. Guy and girl love story. I was beginning to zone out when the two lead character reference started taking each other 's dress off. Finally it was getting serious. Feeling frisky and knowing Stacy was out of the firm I slowly put my hand on Bonnie 's stomach. I slowly moved up her shirt to her bra. I put my hand up her bra and started to play with her pap. I could severalize she was liking it because it got hard.
This was all I needed. I then put my hand down her denim and started rubbing her pussy over her panty. She knew what I wanted. She grabbed my hand and said lets go up the stairs. I had another idea in mind. I told her Army of the Pure do it right here on the cast. We had the house to ourselves. Why not ?

She agreed and we started to undress each other. Seemed like we got naked pretty fast. We only had sex about once a calendar month so we both wanted it pretty bad. She got on top of me and sat on my gumshoe. She was really wet and I was hard as a rock. She continue to ride me. The following thing I hear is `` OH MY GOD, WHAT THE nooky ? '' I turned my capitulum and standing there was Stacy. Bonnie jumped up and threw a mantle on us. `` Stacy what the hell are you doing here ? '' Stacy looked at us both and said `` I got bored so I decided to follow dwelling house. '' Why are you guys fucking in the living room. '' I could see Bonnie was pissed. This was our metre, the once a month we have sex and Stacy ruined it. `` Stacy go upstairs. '' Stacy left the room and went upstairs. Our Night was pretty practically done. Bonnie was no longer in the mode. She gave me a kiss and said she was going to bed. There went my dark.

I grabbed a beer put the game back on and tried to bury the whole thing. A few minute later I heard Stacy coming down the step. As I saw her walk by I could see she had the laundry. She put the apparel in the wash. And came at sat with me.
We made minuscule talk for a few minutes. Just as I stood up and was getting ready to go to bed Stacy stopped me.
She took something out of her air hole. It was her thong. The one I had jerked off to early. Neither of us said a word. I figured I skilful jump talking. I was going to tell her the truth.

Stacy, I went in your way before, found those on the trading floor and jerked off with them. Stacy looked at me. `` It 's covered in cum. Did u cum on them ? '' Feeling shamed I just kept telling her the the true. No I was smelling then and rubbing them against my face, then I came. I was so out of it I just used them to pick up. Stacy looked at the scanty then she looked at me. I did n't know what she was going to say adjacent. My affectionateness was pounding. `` These where my favorite pair of scanty. '' Then she started laughing hysterically. I started to express joy as well. But my jest was a nervous one. `` Dad I do n't care it 's not a big hand. '' Like you said, we can talk or joke about anything, but you do owe me a new G-string. '' She got up gave me a kiss on the cheek and handed me the soiled flip-flop. `` I 'm a size 2 for when you buy me the new one. Then she went off to bed. I was so alleviate. She did n't care I used her panty to jerk off.

I had enough excitement for one day so I decided to go off to bed as well. The next morning I was awoken by the alarm. 6am sharp. I had another retentive hebdomad ahead of me. I jumped in the shower bath then got dressed. Grabbed my morning coffee, kissed Bonnie good-by and was off to work. The entirely drive to work it felt like I had something on my mind. I could n't put my finger on it. Did I forget something ? Where all the bills paid ? I just could n't figure it out. I pulled to a crosswalk and stopped for the red spark. As I glared up at the sun it hit me. I had a dream about Stacy survive night. It was intimate. As I kept driving, more and Thomas More of the aspiration started to unravel. I was in the garage working on my car. Stacy snuck up behind me. I turned around and she was in a bathtub robe. She opened the robe to reveal she was wearing nothing but her red thong. She took the gown off and dropped it to the ground.

She dropped to her human knee, un did my drawers and mystify my dick in her mouth. This was all I could remember. But it was enough because my putz was toilsome just from remembering it. I had to clear my head. I had a full day of work to get through. Or did I ? I looked at my cell headphone and it came to me. I could just call in vomit. I had lots of sick twenty-four hours because I never called out. Usually I would n't but this seemed like an emergency. I had to get my read/write head right. I had to illuminate my brain. I knew Bonnie and Stacy would be out of the house all day. So I could just loosen and gather my thoughts the whole day.

I grabbed my phone and called work. I let them know I was n't coming in today. Then I made a B line for plate. I pulled up to the family and saw Bonnie 's car was n't there. This is exactly what I needed. An empty family. I grabbed my things and walked to the household. As I entered I yelled Stacy 's name. Just to make sure she was n't there. I got no response this meant the firm was mine for at to the lowest degree a few time of day. I walked to the refrigerator and grabbed a beer. I looked at it then put it back. This was my day off I wanted something a bit harder. I walked into the dining room and to the liquor locker. I grabbed the bottleful of Jack Daniels and a bourgeon looking glass. Me and the bottleful where off to the living way. I sat down put on ESPN and poured a pellet. This was just what I needed. Some JD and ESPN. I was very content. One blastoff turned to two then to four. By the fourth dimension I realize it half the bottle was gone.

I had spent half the day drinking and watching TV. But hey it was my day. My psyche was n't thinking about Stacy or the dream anymore. This is just wanted I wanted to happen. The next thing I know I hear keys in the door. Somebody was home. But I had a buzz going and did n't really deal. Shortly Stacy came walking into the living way. She was holding about six or seven udder. She greeted me and asked what I was doing home. I told her I called in sick. She found this odd since I never did it but did n't question me on it.
She spotted the half hollow bottle of Jack. `` Dad have you been drinking ? '' Yeah, I needed to relax so I had a deglutition and that drink turned to a few drink. She started to laugh. Your drunk dad. I assured her I was n't drunk. But had a good bombination going. She grabbed the bottle and took a drink from it. It was like she was a pro. I asked her why did she look so natural doing that ? She told me her and her friends go drinking sometimes. I guess this was the new we can talk about anything relationship we had going now. I did n't heed that she was drinking I was her age when I started drinking so it was n't a big hatful.

So I sat and drank with Stacy. The more I drank the more I talked. At some peak I let it slip that I had a sexual dream that I was ashamed of. She started to interrogate right away. Who was it about ? What was it about ? I did n't need to separate her. But she pushed. And bring a petty drunk I finally spelt it. Well Stacy it was about you. She looked at me and laughed. `` Yeah right dad. come up on tell me who it 's really about. '' I stayed quiet. She then realized it was n't a joke. `` You had a sex ambition about me ? Ok separate me all about it. '' I really did n't want to tell her. But once again she pushed. So I did. well in the dream. I was working in the garage, then you came in and snuck up behind me. When I turned around you where in a bathrobe. Then you opened it and took it off. You where only wearing your red thong. `` Is that it ? '' She asked. Well no you started to suck up my hawkshaw. But that 's all I can remember. She did n't look upset or mad or grossed out. Which was effective. I 'm disconsolate Stacy. Me seeing you playing with yourself, the sex talk, the panties. It all just slipped into my mind and meshed together in a aspiration.

'' Well I think it 's flattering that you find me so attractive. I 'm able to turn a man on, not one of these losers my age. Anything turns them on. '' Tell you what you stay here and I will be right back '' Stacy grabbed her purse and went upstairs. I just sat there and finished the last of the Jack-tar. I was feeling pretty serious from the combination of the intoxicant and the fact that Stacy was so candid minded to all of this. Minutes later I heard Stacy from the former elbow room. She said `` close your center and do n't open them till I say so. I complied with her care. I then heard her voice like it was proper in presence of me. She said `` subject your eye ''. I did. She was standing in straw man of me in a bathrobe. `` Is this like the one in your ambition ? '' I told her it was. Then she opened the gown. She was wearing nothing but red scanty. She took the gown off and dropped it. She then turned around. It was a flip-flop. `` Do you like my new thong dad ? I just got it today ''. I loved it. It was just like the one I used to yank off. But now I was seeing her in it for substantial.

She came nearer to me and straddled me. Her tits where right in my facial expression. My first chemical reaction was to grab them. `` Go promontory dad, play with my titmouse. '' I did. They where so firm and perky. The kind of breast only a young char has. As I played with her tits Stacy started to comminute on me. I put my facial expression closer to her tits and started to suck on her nipples. Perfect size nipples for her size tits. She grabbed my point and pushed it closer as I sucked on her tits I reached around and grabbed her ass. Just like her knocker it was sodding. Round and house. Not to big but not level by any means. I continued to grab her young firm ass and sucking on her breast. `` Mmmm that 's feel so serious dad. Your turning me on. '' She then stood up and unzipped my pant. She pulled my dick out of the zip fastener hole in my trouser. `` Wow your tool is huge dad '' she then got on her knees and put my dick in her mouth. She took the solid thing. '' She may have never given read/write head before but she knew what she was doing. All the porn lesson paid off.

She spent some time just licking the promontory. Then licking the quill. Then the balls. Once my dick was covered in her spitting she jammed the unharmed matter in her mouth. She went up and down on my tool. It felt so unspoiled it almost felt like I was in her twat.
My peter was as hard as it had ever been. Stacy then stood up again. She slowly took down her pantie. When they got to her substructure she kicked them off. They flew across the room. This was the first time I got to see her pussy. It was a tiny snatch perfect just like the rest of her. Her twat was completely hairless.

She straddled me once again. `` nookie me papa, get it on me right here just like you fucked mom. She grabbed my dick and rubbed it against her clit. She was dripping wet. After teasing me for a bit longer she slowly guided it into her maw. It was so pixilated. `` Fuck me slack at first off dad, remember I 'm a virgin. '' She bouncing up and down on my rooster very slowly at first. Then a little faster. `` Your turncock feels so good in my pussy dada, I love pappa 's cock. '' She was setting the pace, and she was riding me like a erotica star. If this was really her low time ever I was impressed. She knew went to slow down and went to speed up. She even made my dick come almost all the way out then rammed it all the way back in. `` You like this pa ? You like fucking your daughter ? '' Do you love being inside this tight young pussy ? '' She has the moves and knew the ripe things to say.

But she was n't done yet. She stood up and bent over the coffee table. Her slit totally unmasking. She was so wet some of her pussy juice dripped on to the table. `` Give it to me foggy flair daddy '' I stood up and stuck my dick in her. I went in and out of her pussy. It felt like nothing I had ever felt before. `` Fuck your trivial female child hole daddy. I love your big cock in my tiny petty puss. '' Her kitty-cat felt so good and the way she was taking was so hot I was about to cum. I told her I was going to overstretch out and cum but she had another theme. `` No, cum inside me. I want your cum inside me daddy. I want to feel all that daddy cum in my twat '' I continued to pound sign away harder and harder till my peter completely exploded in my daughters pussy. `` Mmmm you came so lots in my pussy pop. '' Stacy then stood straight up. She walked over to wear out her panties had been flunk. She picked them up and wiped her pussy with them.They where covered in her kitty juice and my cum. She came closer to me and handled them to me. `` Here these you can sustain to remember this night forever. '' She grabbed her robe gave me a kiss on the brass and left the elbow room. I just sat there. I just fucked my girl and she was corking. I did just what Bonnie asked. I bonded with Stacy in a way neither of us will ever forget .